whose white moonlight

When Murphy woke up the next morning, half of the bed beside him was already empty.

Thinking about it, both Wen Wan and Lin Yan did mention that she was going to fly to another city early this morning to catch up with the noon announcement. She must have left early in the morning. I don’t know how her body is recovering. From the bottom of my heart, I feel that being an artist is hard work unimaginable behind the glamor on the surface.

Mo Fei reached out to take the phone from the bedside to check the current time, but he didn't expect that the first thing he touched was a note.

She sat up and brought the note back to her eyes. Sure enough, it was left by Wen Wan: "I still have work to do later. Yanyan is already waiting for me downstairs. I didn't call you because you were fast asleep. I'm not feeling sick. Don't worry, I'll contact you on WeChat later, okay?"

Mo Fei looked at the last "What a da" and the small heart-shaped pattern drawn next to it, and laughed.

According to the established arrangement, Murphy will return to City Z today.

Sure enough, just after washing up and having breakfast, Tian Tian knocked on the door, saying that she and her husband had already packed up, and asked her if she needed to help pack their luggage. Their plane flew back at noon, and it was almost time to get ready to go. .

They didn't bring anything with them this trip. Mo Fei thanked Tian Tian and only said that he could take care of it, and just meet him in the hotel parking lot later.

In fact, it was still far away from noon, but Wen Wan was probably still on the plane and couldn't turn on his mobile phone, so he couldn't chat with her, and he was bored in the room, so he went downstairs early to chat with them.

Rarely did I sit in the car for a full amount of time chatting, and then drove straight to the airport as the time was approaching.

The Spring Festival is only about ten days away.

During this period of time, no other work was arranged for Mo Fei, and she was only allowed to take a good rest together with the Chinese New Year. As for the preliminary work of "Wang Sheng", she would first contact the crew first, and then notify Mo Fei after the time to join the group was determined. .

Mo Fei, who was suddenly idle, felt a little uncomfortable.

Especially since she was the only one in the house, she inevitably seemed a little deserted.

Although we can chat with Wen Wan on wechat or on the phone for a long time every day, but... there is always a feeling that we are in love with the mobile phone!

But okay...

Mo Fei took out the calendar on the phone and looked at it. She should be back tomorrow morning.

Seeing that it was almost dinner time, and all the ingredients in the refrigerator were still ready, Mo Fei was in a rare good mood, and he was very interested in cooking three dishes and one soup for himself, and brought them out to the table, which was really affordable. A "full of color and fragrance".

Mo Fei took out his phone and took pictures from two angles, and sent them to Wen Wan via WeChat, "Don't be too envious of today's dinner."

I don't know if Wen Wan is still working now. When she sees it, she will definitely send a pitiful expression and say "I want to eat too". Mo Fei even thought about replying to her by himself when the time comes "Then you get off the plane tomorrow and come directly to my place and cook for you." Unexpectedly, about five or six minutes later, Wen Wan replied, with only three simple words, "Come to open the door."

Almost immediately, Murphy heard the doorbell.

Seeing the familiar voice appear on the small screen in front of him, Murphy pressed the "open door" button, but a very unreal feeling rose in his heart.

So a few minutes later, what Wen Wan saw was Murphy standing at the door, apparently in a daze.

She put her arms around Mo Fei's shoulders and led her directly into the room, and closed the door smoothly, followed by a big hug, "Little friend, do you miss me?"

Hugging is really a very realistic gesture.

Mo Fei felt that his heartbeat was gradually returning to its normal position, and he also found his voice, "Didn't you say... you just came back tomorrow morning?"

Wen Wan looked in the direction of the dining table, and joked, "I heard something delicious was calling me, so I came back early."

Mo Fei deliberately turned his head and stopped looking at her, "Hmph, who said it was yours, I only made my own."

Wen Wan took advantage of the situation and pinched her face, her voice was still full of smiles, "Did you just make it? I can already smell the fragrance. I'm exhausted after sitting on the plane for hours. You are willing not to give it to me." Do you want to eat?" Saying so, he walked to the table and sat down spontaneously.

Murphy also followed, with a look of disgust on his face, "Go and wash your hands first!"

Hearing Wen Wan softly replied "Oh" and then obediently walked to the kitchen faucet to wash his hands, Mo Fei suddenly felt her whole heart was warmed up. She walked behind Wen Wan and put her arms around her waist, the whole body is almost attached to her body.

She suddenly wanted to say to Wen Wan that she missed you very much, although she didn't say anything in the end.

She heard her own heartbeat, one after another, very clearly.

After a long while, she slowly let go of her hand, and lowered her head slightly not to let Wen Wan see her hot face, "Hurry up and eat, it will be cold in a while."

Wen Wan didn't tease her any more, just took the tableware and walked back to the dining table with Mo Fei, before taking two bites, he began to sigh exaggeratedly, "Kid, your skills are getting better and better! You don't know, I'm outside I miss for the food you cooked with your own hands!"

Murphy was also polite, "I don't mind if you stay here these days to eat and drink."

Wen Wan bit her chopsticks, with a troubled expression on her face, "But it doesn't seem to be possible..." Seeing Mo Fei's instantly confused eyes, she smiled and asked, "Have you forgotten, kid? We promised to come with me this New Year's Eve Go home and see your parents. I have already confirmed with the company that your passport and visa are fine."

...Of course Murphy remembered.

She clearly remembered every word they said that day.

Even Wen Wan's sentence "From now on, I will be your home" still makes her deeply moved.

She believed that Wen Wan said that he had already dealt with everything on his parents' side. She also believed that what Wen Wan said "they all want to see you" was also true, and she believed that Wen Wan might have something in all expectations. The embarrassment will not happen...

but……

Seeing her somewhat embarrassed and entangled appearance, Wen Wan put away her playful look, "What's the matter, Murphy?"

Murphy looked at her and wanted to speak several times, but couldn't say anything.

Wen Wan put down the chopsticks in her hand, got up and walked to her side, her expression and tone were unspeakably gentle, "Do you feel that going back with me to see your parents puts too much pressure on you?"

Facing her clear and transparent gaze, Mo Fei felt that he had nothing to hide, and nodded like a ghost, and then his heart was almost overwhelmed by guilt, "I'm sorry..." I'm sorry, I knew you Everything is considered for me, but I'm really just a coward...

"Fool," said the tone in a three-point reproach and seven-point indulgence, "I'm sorry for talking nonsense."

"I..." Murphy felt a little frustrated, "It's really my problem..."

"Murphy," Wen Wan's voice was still gentle, but with unquestionable firmness, "I understand how you feel, but it's not your problem. I just wanted to show you to my parents, but I ignored it. your feelings."

Seeing that Mo Fei wanted to say something, Wen Wan just reached out and pressed her lips lightly, motioning her to listen to him, "Although I often feel that I have been chasing you for a long time, in fact we really We haven't been together for long... I was too impatient."

When she said this, she was a little annoyed, as if she was complaining that she was not considerate enough, "So, I should be the one who should say sorry."

This person... how could he be so gentle... Mo Fei only felt his eyes a little sore, "I..."

Wen Wan interrupted her again with a smile, "How about next year? If possible, I will take you back to see them next year, okay?"

Murphy was silent for a moment, then nodded solemnly as if making a promise, "Okay."